Chapter 598

The night passed uneventfully. The next morning, Clara woke up at the Morris residence. As her eyes fluttered open, an unfamiliar scene greeted her. Only then did she remember that she had shared a room with Yohan last night. One question lingered—she had no memory of climbing into his bed. Her head throbbed with a dull but tolerable ache. She shut her eyes again, hoping for a bit more rest. Ten minutes later, she sat up in bed, the blanket sliding down her body. Noticing she was still wearing yesterday's clothes, Clara frowned. In this hot weather, it was impossible she hadn't changed before bed. That left one explanation—she had fallen asleep without showering. The realization hit her: she must have been drunk. Yohan, in a foul mood, had made some cocktails the night before, two of which he handed to her. He drank with her. She remembered taking the drinks and quickly developing a liking for his skillfully crafted cocktails. She drank all of them, followed by a glass of wine. L